Soulfly : Prophecy
Times Square, NY. A man stands on a small plastic box with a bible in each hand, talking, almost shouting, to the busy passers-by in the stale city heat. No one takes notice. The people walk past neither listening nor thinking about what the man has to say. There are easier ways to put a point across to a large audience. If that man were Max Cavalera of Soulfly he would realise that to make people interested in your personal beliefs, it makes it a lot more interesting to wrap them up in the form of super-fast sonic tribal metal. Soulfly present Prophecy; metal for the spiritually minded . . .
Since their self-titled release in 1998 Soulfly have masterfully blended an arsenal of foreign instruments, Brazilian-American passion and deep religious roots to create a sound of their own. Prophecy is no exception.
This is by far the most varied Soulfly record yet, dashing manically between out-and-out metal, to pan pipes and bongo drums, to instrumental flamenco pieces. For those who are worried by this, fear not - there is just as much to slam-dance to as there is to sit back and reflect upon. The reflective songs are a lot denser on this release compared to the other albums though. There is the traditional self-referential number, this time called Soulfly IV, while female vocals carry us through the last soft track, which then morphs into a rather strange brass band piece. Experimentation certainly is the focus.